She said charity is necessaryWhen there's no equalityA couple hundred dollar billsNever set anyone freeAnd their episodic philanthropySmells like dirty rags to meAnd I ain't about their patronageTheir pity generosity or sympathy

I'm JusticeI'm Sweet JusticeLet me in JesusI've got more to say

Dear Jesus it seems that youTurned into the god of the well-to-doTonight I saw your faceOn a zealot's diamond ringIs that your BentleyParked outside?What happened to the donkeyYou used to ride?Forgive me dear JesusI'm just a little leeryOf your name-it-claim-itEconomic theory

First of all Justice saidDid you sit where they sit?When you sit where they sitYou hear what they say